Jessica grabbed me in a bone crushing hug as I entered my brother’s bedroom. She was a slender woman with very defined curves. Her skin was a light brown, with light brown hair that almost looked sun kissed. She looked at me with vibrant hazel eyes. "She is indeed your sister. I can tell from the way she looks at me." I raised an eyebrow. She smiled. “Your eyes both shine when surprised." "I see" I looked at my brother who was sprawled out across a large bed on the left side of the room. He stared out at the glass wall that overlooked the garden of his estate.

The moon light poured in and the garden lights were lit making the waters of the fountain shine and the roses glisten with dew. I could see Kyo and Gabriel in wolf form walking around the property. "When will we talk? I have many things to tell you" I asked. He looked at me his eyes far away as if he were again in some distant time. "Tomorrow, the night has been long." He looked at me. "I am sure you have some explaining to do." I glanced up at him in shock. "I know many things. I am not blind to the fact that Lance is your mate." I closed my eyes nodding to him. "In the morning we must talk" I whispered retreating. "Nice to meet you Jessica" I whispered.

Lance stood outside of the door his back against the wall. He looked at his feet I could see his muscles tense in his arms. His button down shirt he had worn was gone revealing his black wife beater exposing his perfect muscles. His denim pants looked uphased from the attack; his legs were crossed at the ankles his pants sagging into his timberland boots. His curly hair wasn't neatly tied back it hung loosely to his shoulders. His hair covered his eyes not giving me a clear view of his face. It wasn't until I walked passed him that I felt him move. He walked behind me keeping pace with my own pace. I walked faster hearing his footsteps mirror mine. I made it to the door at the end of the hall. I could feel my breath coming in pants as we both almost raced here.

He looked at the floor his face unreadable. I turned to face him knowing how hard it was for me to do so. I didn't want to look at him; I didn't want to see the hurt in his eyes. I had dreaded this moment after everything that I had done. I wanted him so badly to let go of me, but I hated that he wouldn't. I hated that I wanted to hate him with my full being, but not being able to do so. I wanted to cry out in anguish. To cry that my mate was the son of the one person in this world I despised. Lance took a step forward pressing me against the door of the room. I heard the sound of the door opening, Lance pushed me in. I heard the door close behind him as I tried to pick myself up from the ground. "Lance" I whispered once I was on my feet again.

He looked at me his eyes a mixed between anger and sadness. His hands touched my shoulders pulling me close to him. "Do you hate me?" he asked. I looked up at his magnificent features his long thin nose and full red lips that tempted me to know end. Gosh his strong jaw line and how amazing it felt against my neck. "Do you hate me?" he asked again shaking me gently. I shook myself from the haze. I realized it was not the time to be acting weak, after all I had come this far. "Yes, to my very core" I tried to say with confidence. The confidence that rang in my tone was impossible to doubt. I hated that it sounded that way but it had to. "How much do you hate me" he asked. Why was he questioning me like this? What did he have up his sleeve? "Did you not hear me say to my very core? I hate to be around you. I hate that you are in this room with me. I hate that you are alive!" I growled saying blasphemy.

I wanted to take them back but he needs to leave me. I was no good. I would never be good for him; I would only continue to hurt him. I wanted my brother to be king, to restore what I had lost from his family. I was crying on the inside as his face fell from the glorious placidness I loved to grief. His midnight eyes looked at mine with love, I tried hard to repress my own." Did you ever love me?" He asked letting me go. He walked toward the glass window that overlooked the same garden my brother had in his room. His back was to me, I could see his shoulders lag. I hated myself to the core, an overwhelming sadness over took me as his emotions leaked through the bond. I couldn't help the tears that threatened to run down my cheeks. "No, I only loved the crown until Eric showed me the crown held no power." My voice cracked unintentionally on Eric’s name.

Lance chuckled with no trace of humor I watched in horror as silver stake materialized in his hands. My eyes went wide as he turned to look at me, grief in his eyes. "Then take my life." He whispered coming forward. I moved back truly afraid, more so than when he was angry. "What are you saying?" I hissed as he captures me between him and the wall. He took my hand putting the sleek metal into my hands. He wrapped my fingers around it, he midnight eyes searched mine.

"Kill me. My life without you is empty, and if I live I will only peruse you and make you hate me more. Your sadness I cannot bare as if it were my own. My love, my angel you are the light of my life. My ray of personal sunshine against the darkness of night; the only woman I can hold that makes me feel as if I am alive. The only woman I can feel warmth from. If I were to die by any hands, I would want it to be yours." he touched my free hand putting it to his cheek. "The hands that have given me warmth beyond comprehension. The hands that have made me know pleasure like no other man. I love you with all my heart, and forever it shall be yours. End my life right here if you detest me. I won't stop you." My face fell at his words I stared at him in disbelief. Could he really let me kill him like this? He wouldn't fight me! He wouldn't argue! Why? Why? "Why?" My voice cracked.

"Why can you not hate me!? Just why?" I dropped the stake once again defeated by him. My heart was breaking did he really think I could kill him. Did he really think that I did not love him? After everything we had been through did he think I only loved him for his status as prince that had risen to king? Did all the nights laying in each others arms prove meaningless? I was useless just as Elizabeth said. I could not throw away my feelings. I never could. He looked down at me as I touched his cheeks my tears were falling rapidly now. "I thought I could hate you. I thought I could make myself believe it" I sobbed into his chest. He held me tightly to him, his nose in my hair as he swayed back and forth. "I love you." I whispered taking in his honey scent. "I always have!" Without warning he kissed me. His lips coming down roughly on mine, my breath caught in my throat as warmth shot down my body.

He picked me up his hands sliding from lower thighs to my buttocks. I gasped when his lips left mine. I couldn't see where he was walking nor did I care. He trailed kisses along my jaw; I shook with pleasure at his touch. He laid me down on what felt like heaven. I looked to my side to realize this was indeed a bedroom. I moaned when he kissed my neck, my arms went around him pulling him closer to my lips. His hands trailed down my legs that were on either sides of his waist as he pulled off my heels. I could hear the thud they made as they hit the floor. I wanted him as much as he did me, I could feel his panting as he licked my neck. Shivers of pleasure shot down my spine as I slid my hands through his hair. I slid my hands down his perfect abs. I slid his shirt upward so that I could touch bare skin. I could hear him moan as he sat up pulling it all the way off. "Your brother is going to have to deal with you tomorrow evening. That is, if I let you out of bed" he gave me a soft peck before pressing his weight down on me. "I'm so starved...make that a couple of days" he growled. I loved that he was always true to his word.

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